She laughed lightly when she remembered he wouldn't know where to start at all with names, motioning for him to stay there, "I'll try to find a list of names just to give you some ideas, stay there." Honor slipped back into the hallway and disappeared into the living room, grabbing a random piece of paper and her laptop. She didn't want to try to explain the internet right now to him, so she was going to bring him a list of names that she found instead of the laptop.
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He waited with carefully maintained patience, fiddling with the edge of his sleeve. He briefly turned the water in the sink back on, but it wasn't interesting anymore so he turned it off again. After a moment, he noticed the door to the bathroom closet and stepped over to it curiously. It took him a while to figure out how the doorknob worked, but eventually he got it open and started snooping around inside. There were plenty of odd items and knickknacks to keep him busy in there while he waited.
The closet was pretty diverse in all the items in it, from a stack of towels, to soap, some of Honor's makeup, brush and tons of other things to entertain him. Honor meanwhile, was scribbling down as many possible names as she could find and thought were alright. She knew she couldn't waste to much time though, as the sooner they got to te hospital the better.
The bright colors of the makeup attracted his attention and he started picking through it carefully, pulling out a few bottles of nail polish and an eyeshadow pallet. He lined them up in the edge of the sink and began slowly but determinedly figuring out how to open the bottles so he could get to the pretty liquid inside.
(lol I know almost nothing about makeup, hope I used the right terms XDD)
(lol yeah you did use the right terms, and I can always help with names of makeup stuff if you need me too XD)
With one more satisfied look over, Honor finally shut her laptop and started back to the bathroom with a sheet full of names, everything ranging from Alexander to Zeke for him to choose from. "I have some names for you to pick from," She called as she walked down the hallway, stopping in the doorway of the bathroom and watching with an amused look as to what he was up to.
(tyyy TvT)
The Erased One paused with the nail polish brush half-way to his mouth, turning to face her. "Hi. What is this stuff? It's really colorful. Is it good, like water?"
(Np!)
"Don't eat that, it's toxic if you eat it," She said with a laugh, walking over and grabbing the brush before he could get it close to his mouth, "It's nailpolish, for painting your nails, like this." Honor took the bright polish and painted one of her fingernails, looking over at him, "See?" She set the paper with the list of names on the counter and nodded to it, "There are some choices you could choose from for a name."
(One sec, I'm gonna find a random name generator real quick)
He squinted at the paper for a minute, slowly setting down his handful of nail polish bottles and picking up the list instead. "These squiggles are weird…..is this what words actually look like for you humans?"
(He'll learn how to read in a couple minutes, he just needs to find the pattern and use his big magical brain lol)
(XD ok)
Honor shrugged, "That's written english, but there are tons of other languages as well." While he was occupied with the names, she took advantage of the distraction and capped all of the nail polish, closing the eyeshadow pallet as well and scooping them all up to put them away, "I can help you read if you need too, and you can choose from the names I list off."
"Hold on….." The Erased One's eyes were narrowed in concentration as he studied the names. For a minute the air seemed almost electric, the way it had back on the country road. "You say this one "Ben", right?" he asked, pointing. "And Bran-don, and Collin, and Da-vid, and….um….Everett? Am I doing good?"
She nodded and a smile came to her face, "Yep, you're doing awesome, you've pronounced those pretty well so far." Honor closed the door to the closet and walked back to the sink, this time being the one taking a seat on the counter as she watched him.
"Frank….Henry…Jasper….Matthew….Oscar….Oscar." He paused, rolling the name around in his head. "That one sounds right. I choose Oscar." He looked proud of himself. "Do you like it?"
"Oscar..I like it," She said, glancing at him and deciding that the name fit him, "As for the last name, I'll just have you be my 'cousin' and you can use my last name." Honor hopped off of the counter and gently took the list from him, "Now that we have that sorted out, should we get going to the hospital, Oscar?"
Oscar nodded reluctantly. "Fine. Wait, what's your last name? And what does 'cousin' mean?" He seemed to be standing a bit straighter and speaking with more sureness now that he'd chosen a name for himself.
Honor started out of the bathroom as she answered, flicking the lights off after herself so he would follow, "My last name is Kingsley, and a cousin is basically when your mother or father has a brother or a sister who has children. They are your cousins, someone not directly related to you like a sibling, but related through your parents." She walked back to the living room and part kitchen on the other side of the open area against the opposite wall, looking for something she could bring with to eat along the way.
Oscar followed her through the house, watching her with a puzzled expression. "Okay….." He peered over her shoulder as she searched for food. "What are you looking for?"
"A snack to bring with, I'm starving," She said, pulling out an already open box of cheese-its from a cupboard and shrugging, "These will work. Now, on our way again." She patted her pocket to make sure she had her phone and keys before walking to the door and getting her shoes back on, "I'll have to get you some more clothes too before we head back here, I'm guessing you don't want to sleep in those dirty things."
"Oh. I guess not…." Oscar went after her and stuffed his feet into his own shoes as well. "How long will this take, do you think?"
Honor shrugged, standing up straight again, "It varies with every visit, so I have no clue. Hopefully it will be quick though." With both of them having their shoes on and at the door, she flicked off all the other lights in the house and opened the front door for Oscar, "We'll take my truck again, so if you can figure out how to open the door, just get in."
Oscar walked boldly to the truck, put his hand on the passenger door, and did his best to copy Honor's actions from earlier. It didn't work the first time, but on the second try he managed it and climbed inside. "I feel better than I did earlier. Everything isn't so loud and bright. I can't even hear my heart beating or my body breathing as much. How do you stand listening to yourself breathe all the time? It's weird."
She stepped out of her house after him and locked the door before walking out to her truck as well and climbing inside. "You really just learn to ignore it and your ears tune it out," Honor said, nodding, "It's good that you're adjusting to the lights, you're getting used to having a human body." She started the truck again and it rumbled to life as she put on her seatbelt and set the cheese its on the floor near Oscar's feet, "Don't crush that box."
Oscar tucked his feet to the side, buckling his seatbelt and staring out the window at the dark street. "I still don't want a human body though," he said quietly. Then he brightened. "Do you think the humans at the hospital will know how I got stuck here and will be able to fix it?"
"No," She said immediately, shaking her head, "You can't tell anyone what you are. They'll call the Goldenrod agency and you'll be tested on until they kill you. Even if they say they'll try to help you get home." Honor backed out of the driveway and started towards the hospital, "Promise me you won't tell anyone what you are and that you'll stay quiet the whole time? I'll take care of everything, but you'll have to trust me."
Oscar turned to look at Honor with a troubled frown. "The Goldenrod agency….? What's that? Why does it want to kill me?"
Honor glanced over at him momentarily before turning back to the road and explaining, "The Goldenrod agency is a government run program that investigates beings like you. They say they're trying to help you, but in reality I think they just use you for experiments. They probably already noted your presence back on the dirt road and will start searching for you, but if we keep you low profile, then they might not catch you."
He seemed uneasy for another moment, then settled back against the seat and shrugged. "Mmm….they probably couldn't do anything to hurt me. I won't tell anyone, though."
"You don't understand, they're insanely powerful, they could hurt you," She said, seeming a little relieved that he said he wouldn't tell anyone. The hospital was on the opposite side of town from her house, but now the roads were less crowded and the trip seemed to go a little faster. Soon she was pulling into the parking lot and she looked over at him, not getting out of the car just yet, "One last thing. Whatever I say, please go along with it, alright? I'll do the talking, let's just get you fixed up and back to my house with the least hassle as possible."
Oscar paused mulishly, thinking it over. "All right….fine. I'll be quiet…..just as long as they don't do something I don't like."
(Gonna warn you right now, when they go in there, it's almost 100% likely that Oscar will freak out and reveal that he's not human. I'm not saying I don't want them to enter the hospital though, I think it'll be exciting XD And I think Honor will be able to calm him down too, so the freak-out shouldn't last too long. Just giving you a bit of a heads-up ^^)
(Ok XD this'll throw a twist in the story)
Honor sighed and shook her head, opening the door and getting out of the car, "They might do things you don't like Oscar, you have to stay quiet anyway. They're just trying to help you." She locked the car once he opened his door and tucked the keys into her pocket before reaching in and taking her box of cheese its as well. Couldn't forget the snack.
Oscar got out of the truck and turned to the hospital apprehensively. "You said something about stitches….what are those?"